all alone is all we are
No one, not Marco, nor any of the other guys, know how horrible I feel when they don't come over to my house, or I don't see them for awhile.
Marco hasn't come over to my house in two weeks, and it makes me feel like a loser. Like no one wants me.
I feel so stupid for feeling this way, and Marco has no idea how this situation is making me feel. Yes, we are just friends...., but I feel unwanted when he doesn't come over. When he tells me about going out with his friends, or with other girls with nices asses, I try not to let it affect me. I tell myself that we are just friends...., and he can go out with whoever he wants. But it makes me feel alone.
I feel strange, writing about this on here, since I try not to talk about this stuff on this journal.
But my nights are getting more and more difficult. No one in my life knows about this. I don't talk about this with anyone. Or if I do, I don't let on how emotionally fucked up this makes me feel.
That other stuff is really messing up my sleep patterns.
Marco hasn't come over to my house in two weeks, and it makes me feel like a loser. Like no one wants me.
I feel so stupid for feeling this way, and Marco has no idea how this situation is making me feel. Yes, we are just friends...., but I feel unwanted when he doesn't come over. When he tells me about going out with his friends, or with other girls with nices asses, I try not to let it affect me. I tell myself that we are just friends...., and he can go out with whoever he wants. But it makes me feel alone.
I feel strange, writing about this on here, since I try not to talk about this stuff on this journal.
But my nights are getting more and more difficult. No one in my life knows about this. I don't talk about this with anyone. Or if I do, I don't let on how emotionally fucked up this makes me feel.
That other stuff is really messing up my sleep patterns.